[US Entertainment] Best Director

Following Prairis' line of sight, Catherine looked at James.

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet, let alone ex-husband and ex-wife.

She raised her head haughtily, and cast a sarcastic glance at the girl beside James, as if questioning James' taste.

Snort softly.

He looked at Prairie again.

His fingertips ran across Prairis' jaw.

"There are some annoying people coming, Director Klander."

nasty people...

James Cameron is in a bad mood.

He stepped forward angrily, even forgetting to bring his female companion with him.

Catherine glanced at James who was approaching.

He snorted contemptuously, then looked at Praris again with gentle eyes.

"I like your "Approaching Iraq" very much. See you Oscar, director Klander."

Maybe it was intentional, but at the last coda, Catherine's tone was mellow, as if she was talking to something she loved.

.......

Pryreth doesn't remember any deep friendship with the female director, and even to some extent, her relationship with James is better than her relationship with Catherine.

Catherine's gentle and affectionate eyes, as if looking at her lover, made Prairis a little puzzled.

But out of politeness, she said it anyway.

"See you Oscar. Director Bigelow."

Catherine slowly left with the wine glass.

Passed by James, did not give him a look.

Ignored James Cameron: 'She definitely did it on purpose'

Prairie blinked.

**

Under the leadership of Weinstein, Prairis communicated with several college committee members one after another. They all expressed their interest in "Approaching Iraq" and would go back to watch "Approaching Iraq", but this is just Talk about it, but not put it into practice.

Weinstein said he would follow up carefully in later publicity.

After dinner, Prairius and Eddie leave together.

Eddie rented a house not far from the Prairie apartment.

Get out of the car.

The two were walking on the road, followed by two or three paparazzi.

One of them, Prairie, is very familiar, as if she has been with her since "Letters from Iwo Jima" won the Oscar three years ago.

Eddie sent Prairie downstairs to the apartment.

"I won't go up. See you later," he said.

"See you later," Prairis said.

Back to the apartment.

There was another basket of cookies at the door.

Pick up the cookie and pull out the card inside.

Also, from neighbor Shailene Woodley, the girl from The Fault in Our Stars.

Glanced next door.

The light overflowed through the crack of the door, it should be that he was not asleep.

After thinking for a long time, Prairis returned to the room, took out a piece of cardboard, and wrote.

"Thank you for the cookies."

Go back down the corridor and put it on the door frame.

Just wanted to leave.

Then I heard a knocking sound from inside the door.

Immediately came the man's scolding and the woman's screaming.

The woman seemed to be pushed down.

The head collided with solid wood and made a "Duang" sound.

Without thinking, Prairis knocked on the door.

"anyone there?"

The door did not open.

The woman seemed to crawl over, stumbling, but soon the sound disappeared.

Screaming, berating.

Prairis kicked the door directly.

But the door is still intact in place.

In desperation, Prairis directly picked up the steel bars next door for decoration.

.....

The door is broken.

A strong smell of alcohol hit the face.

A man with a red body and a drunken face is pressing down on a thin woman, his right hand is pulling the woman's shoulder, and his left hand is raised high as if he is about to hit her.

Seeing someone break into the door, the man cursed drunkenly.

"Where did you come from to meddle in your own business?"

His hands tightly squeezed the neck of the woman he was pinning down on the ground.

Prairis looked at the drunk in front of him expressionlessly.

"Sir, please let go of this lady."

The drunk looked at Prairis drunkenly and snorted.

"I let go? Why should I let go?"

After saying that, the drunkard put his other hand on the neck of the woman under him.

He caressed the woman's neck like a pervert, and suddenly grabbed it hard.

"I see, it must be you who screams, isn't it?"

The woman's eyes were straightened after being pinched.

Blood rolled down the forehead to the ground.

Struggling hard, she even bit the man's arm holding her neck.

The man opened the woman's mouth in disgust, and smashed the woman's head to the ground with one effort.

Prairie trembled angrily.He directly took the steel bar and knocked on it.

"Bang" sound.

The man fell to the ground.

The paparazzi who just rushed upstairs after hearing the wind: "......"

Prairis glanced at the man who was knocked unconscious, and dropped the steel bar in his hand.

Take out your phone and call the emergency number.

"There's a guy knocked out here, I think an ambulance is needed."

hang up the phone.

The woman was lying on the ground panting, her neck was red from being strangled by the man, her hair was mixed with blood, covering most of her face.

Prairis squatted down and brushed away the broken hair that was stuck together with blood on the woman's face.

Her face was bruised.Her eyes were red from the beating, but her delicate facial features could still be vaguely seen from her eyebrows.

Her eyes stared blankly at the ceiling.

Prairis put a cloth over her wound and put his arms around her.

Repeat over and over.

"It's all right. It's over. You're safe."

Ten minutes later, the police and ambulances on duty in the block arrived one after another.

Prairis glanced at the phone. Among the few people on the list, Jerry is in France and Mr. Spielberg should be asleep. After much deliberation, Prairius decided to ask Eddie for help.

Edit, send.

Get your phone back.

After some consultation with the police, Prairis decisively admitted that the fainted man in front of him was beaten by himself.

After putting Shailene Woodquay and the drunk man into the ambulance, Prairius went to the police station with the police.

The paparazzi looked at each other.

The cameras in their hands recorded the whole process.

"I think we should expose this matter. Prairie shouldn't have entered the police station. She injured that stinky hooligan in order to save people." said Andran, a paparazzi for three years.

**

The police chief of the Hollywood branch is a middle-aged man in his 40s.

At this moment, he is in the interrogation room of the Police Department, interrogating the hottest new star in Hollywood this year-Pryris Klander.

The paparazzi exposed it the moment they took Prairius away.The public opinion outside is going crazy.

The Times, The Sun, and even the Hollywood Daily News published the story.

A group of middle-aged women, housewives, and feminist fighters who have a lot of things all expressed their support for Prairis at the first time.

Even the sheriff's housewife mother threatens to never eat the potato pie she made for him if he ever puts the young girl in jail.

The sheriff wants to eat potato pie.

The sheriff can't do without a potato pie.

So he was still struggling, should he detain the young girl?

The lights in the interrogation room were brightly lit, and the sheriff looked at the girl in front of him.

That amazing British girl.

A genius girl with no dark spots.

Platinum blond hair fell to his shoulders in a slightly disheveled mess.

He was still wearing a dress, as if he had just come out of a banquet.

She pursed her lips.He looked straight ahead blankly.

She didn't say anything when the police asked her anything.

Like a proud swan who refuses to explain.

Hollywood has always been tolerant of such talented girls.Not to mention she did it to save another woman from an assailant.

Regardless of self-comfort.Heroic to save lives, she is a hero.

If even such a girl has to go to jail, then the federal law is too unsatisfactory.

The sheriff looked through her files.

There are works she has photographed in the information.

The sheriff caught sight of Letters from Iwo Jima with a cursory glance.

The ghost knows that as a former American soldier, he really likes such a movie about a country that will be defeated.

He glanced at the girl in front of him complicatedly.

The new police officers are still asking questions.

"How did you injure the victim? Was it premeditated?"

Prairie sat in a chair.

She had already answered this question three times, but the Hollywood police kept asking it like they had amnesia.Annoy her a bit.

He frowned.

"I'm not going to answer any more questions until my lawyer comes."

The rookie policeman glanced helplessly at the sheriff.

The sheriff stood up.

"Miss Crander. You've been here two hours, and it looks like your lawyer won't be here for a while. Would you like a cup of coffee?"

Prairis didn't answer, didn't even lift his eyes.

Seeing this, the sheriff shrugged and walked out.

A minute later, the sheriff walked in with two cups of hot coffee, one of which was placed on the table in front of Prairith.

Pryreth glanced at the sheriff.

The sheriff sat across from Prairith.

Seeing the look in Praris' eyes, he coughed in embarrassment.

"hot coffee."

Prairie raised an eyebrow.

The sheriff scratched his hair.

"Don't think too much. I just like your movies."

"Movie? Which one?"

"Letters from Iwo Jima. I adore your unabashed balance in Letters from Iwo Jima." The sheriff blinked.

"You do have some vision." Prairis finally raised the corners of his lips.

The shy sheriff pulled a DVD from his pocket.

"Can you sign my name?"

"of course."

Prairis signed his name with a wave of his hand.

"Take a photo together?"

"can."

The sheriff took out his mobile phone, smiled and looked at the camera with Praris.

At the same time, just after receiving the news, Eddie Redmayne hurriedly pulled a car team of lawyers to pick him up at the police station and opened the door.

Infected by the harmonious atmosphere of the police and the people in the interrogation room.

black face.

He gritted his teeth word by word and said.

"That's what you said...the situation is serious and you're going to be detained?"